Only You Freestyle

(M1OnTheBeat)

Woi

Yes (M1OnTheBeat)

Yes

Woi

Again and again

Again and again

Yeah

Yo

Chubbs might jam this youth for a chain

And give it to a sweet one, call that Maya Jama

Givin' out gifts like Santa, sippin' on Sanna

Used to do lean and Wock'

Closet full up with designer, comin' like Panda Panda

Yeah, gyal just came to the booth and asked for a wheel

She never heard drill in Atlanta

Arabic ting told me that I look like Youssef, look like Hamza

Habibti please, ana akeed, inti wa ana ahla

Wit' Pop Skull in Gaza, but not that Gaza, but still it's a mazza

Niggas want piece like cassava but we let bridge dem burn like grabba

Woi, four in the cliz and one in the headie

Hand no shake, man, hold that steady

You man love pose with the ting for the picture

You man shoulda buss that ting already

You man love hesi' hesi'

Yeah, can't back chat to the Prezi

You know when a beef just tastes like veggie?

Gyal go Ritz for the mani pedi

CC bag look nice but the Birkin bag look way more heavy

That's just a big gyal ting, man ya get me?

Raemi just turned mommy, and that's my sis so I just turned abti

Fan mail came to the crib from a youth that loves me, I swear that touched me

I never even drive no whips I own, so they all look way too dusty

If me and Gallest go St. Michael, the gyal come way too fussy, crushy

Man said they would do this and that

But the man wasn't really that wassi, was he?

Nah, nah, nah

The man wasn't really that what?

1-9-4-2 hits my system, man get way too frass, he buzzy

Girls from the past that lost me, love me

Same ones there that crossed me, cuss me

Everything come full circle, word to the boss above me

Slow stroking 'cause the bamski way too big, my gyal don't rush me

Woi, don't make me have to rise my rifle

When man tries send some young boys for me

Don't make me have to ride by high school

Shit you man been droppin' lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes

So much people buy into my hype, don't make me have to buy my hype too

Dealt with the big homie already, don't make me have to side by side you

'Nuff times he tried to hide behind you

Amnesia but when I remind you, I'm touchin' road and I can't find you

Word to the M-O-B I'm tied to

I'm givin' up when I decide to, jheeze

One

Suh-suh-suh (OFB, OFB)

Suh-suh

Suh-suh, suh-suh-suh-suh (One)

Oh, how we hate leggies (suh-suh)

How much points have the gang got? Many (One)

Didn't ever have to rise that dots

It was just under my bed and ready (turn)

Bro-bro chinged up an opp

Boy, I swear he got chinged already (they told me turn, uh)

That next one thought he was boss

Then he got shot, Nathan Tettey (they told me turn)

Got this bad B, Ohene (turn, turn)

My next one from yard love reggae (shawty)

We dishin' out store and telly

Then we in France ballin' out, Trezeguet (One)

She look sexy sippin' on Henny

My prawns grilled and my pasta penne (suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh-suh-suh-suh)

She give headie, headie

My tracksuit Louis, now covered in Fenty

Used to put the light in the cling

And it still didn't stop it smellin' like petty (turn)

Put a dark in the blue, then we put it in the red, Balotelli

Them times it was M way (what?)

I mean M way, T house, M way (huh?)

Now it's penty, uptown penty (huh?)

Bentley, Range, then Bentley (One)

Have you ever had your pockets empty? (turn)

But still found the bread to afford a Trenton? (turn, turn, turn)

Six litres flying through Epsom (turn, turn, turn)

I swear I've seen life from both perspectives (they told me turn, uh)

That spot so far upsuh, en-route, got no connection (told me turn)

I done run through so much Scottish notes

Couldn't care 'bout no recession (One)

I still get one jail call from Boogie

Judge gave him twenty years straight, it moved me

CPS murder in the dock like Rupert (suh, suh, suh, suh)

Cah lil' bro went and done him so ruthless

Got this cutie, she half-Cuban

Probably why she like playin' with the Cuban (turn)

Say she like chillin' with the ooters, booters

Eating uptown all suited booted, booted, booted (turn, turn, turn, turn)

They wasn't with us when the jeans were bootleg

Put in that work, we ain't never been spoon-fed (turn)

Comin' for the jungle, you know where the zoo is (they told me turn, uh)

Four-four or the three-two auto bells, it's a toothpick (told me turn)

No rap cap, we just speak what the truth is (told me turn, uh)

Lord forgive them, they don't know what they're doin' (told me turn)

Shotgun, open the hatch, I put two in

Still ain't forgot how it feels to be losin' (they told me turn, uh)

They thought it was permanent, found it amusin'

Now this drip on me like I'm canoein'

Time just flyin' (One)

I'm just tryna take this live ting to my juvies, juvies (suh-suh-suh)

So the beef is fryin'

They ain't tryna stop slidin', Toosie, Toosie

(One)

(suh-suh)